Welcome to yet another Flash Fiction Friday. A picture might be worth a thousand words, but today it’s worth 100 no more, no less. Thanks for stopping by and please follow the link to get to the other FFF posts. Flasher Fiction Friday. Now here are my 100.
“Michael, look at me. Please, won’t you let me explain?”
Michael kept his face turned away. No way would he forgive Terry. Not for this. He knew better and did it anyway. “I have nothing to say to you.” A smile threatened to show. He had to fight it to prove his point. A point that was completely forgotten because Terry smelled so damn good, but it was important He knew that much.
Come on, Mike, baby. You know you won’t stay mad at me long. Look, I’m so sorry that I used your razor, but I needed to shave.